* โœง *ยฐ You were my conscience, so solid, now you're like ๐™ฌ๐™–๐™ฉ๐™š๐™ง, We...

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*ใ€€ใ€€โœงใ€€ใ€€ใ€€ใ€€ใ€€ใ€€ใ€€*ยฐ

You were my conscience, so solid, now you're like ๐™ฌ๐™–๐™ฉ๐™š๐™ง,

We started drowning, not like we'd sink any ๐™›๐™ช๐™ง๐™ฉ๐™๐™š๐™ง.

ใ€€ยทใ€€ยทโ˜†โœทใ€€ยฐ*ใ€€โœธยทใ€€ใ€€

[A CoC-related solo.]

Tw // drink mention, self - deprecating thoughts, violence mention.
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You stare down your cup of tea, watching the leaves drift around inside the green liquid. Astraeus rests their chin on the kitchen counter, allowing you your space yet still being present.
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Your throat aches from the angry, stressed howls youโ€™d let out just a few minutes beforeโ€”youโ€™d made tea to calm yourself down, give yourself a chance to breathe.
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But you still feel heavy. Like your whole body is holding its breath, in time with the world, waiting to rip itself apart at the seams.
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โ€œAm I making the right decision, Astraeus?โ€ Your voice is quiet, and you definitely sound like youโ€™re about to break down.
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The silver chimera tilted their head to the side, looking at you. Maybe right through you. They knew absolutely everything about you, and you knew absolutely nothing about them. A static sigh escapes their throat.
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โ€˜Is th-ere ev-er a ri-ght dec-isi-on?โ€™
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No, there isnโ€™t. You both know that. You can sense the danger, almost. A sixth sense handed to you by your Zoroarkian soul. That prickling at the back of your neck, the hissing in your ears.
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A small Zorua steps through the forest, upon a trail shrouded in darkness. Itโ€™s as blind as a Sligoo, yet it still walks. Its ears prick up, it listens intently. The forest makes not a sound. No birds, no insects. Even the Kricketune are quiet on this night.
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Tw // animal injury mention (metaphorically)

Its heart is heavy. It can feel the danger lurking around every corner. Yet instead of turning back, fleeing to the safety of its den, it takes another step forward, andโ€”
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๐™Ž๐™‰๐˜ผ๐™‹.
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Tw // animal injury mention (metaphorically)

A trap snakes itโ€™s way around that tiny red paw, closing tightly. It howls out, yet not a creature stirs to help it. Where is itโ€™s mother?
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Tw // animal injury mention (metaphorically)

Itโ€™s so dark. Every rapid, panicked movement causes the fanged jaws of the wire trap to dig deeper into itโ€™s delicate flesh.
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๐˜๐˜ฆ๐˜ญ๐˜ฑ! ๐˜๐˜ฆ๐˜ญ๐˜ฑ!
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It howls.
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But no help comes. Not itโ€™s mother, not itโ€™s father.

No one is around to help itโ€ฆ and it cannot help itself.
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A bug trapped in a spiderโ€™s web. A fox in a trap. A mouse cornered by a cat.

Youโ€™re those things. Youโ€™re that fox.
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Down to those individual strands of DNA, right?
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Down to those individual strands of DNA, right? You stare down at your green tea, small leaves swirling endlessly in those green depths.

You can see your face reflected in the liquid; caged and trapped within the confines of the cupsโ€™ edges.

โ€œDo I have a choice here?โ€
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You speak those words to yourself.

No, you donโ€™t. Not really. Not if you want to be normal.
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โ€˜You al-way-s hav-e a ch-oi-ce. Ev-en if itโ€™s no-t go-od one-s.โ€™
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Astraeus is right, of course. They always are. Arenโ€™t they? You sigh.
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โ€œI know.โ€
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Yet your choice? Did you really make the right one? That desperation, that want to be normal. Please. Furless, clawless, fangless.

A normal human being. Sure, youโ€™ve acquired some nasty scars, and some trauma. But you? Youโ€™d look entirely human.
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Tw // violence

A snarl creeps across your fanged face. You slam your claws into the counter, swiping it across the surface areaโ€”sending the cup flying to the floor with a ๐™˜๐™ง๐™–๐™จ๐™.
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A snarl creeps across your fanged face. You slam your claws into the counter, swiping it across the surface areaโ€”sending the cup flying to the floor with a crash.
Hopefully that one wasnโ€™t important. Your eyes glitter with rage, terror. Thereโ€™s no backing down now.
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You were taught to never back out, never give in, choose one path and stick with it.
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๐™ˆ๐˜ผ๐™†๐™€ ๐™”๐™Š๐™๐™ ๐˜ฝ๐™€๐˜ฟ ๐˜ผ๐™‰๐˜ฟ ๐™‡๐™„๐™€ ๐™„๐™‰ ๐™„๐™, ๐˜ฟ๐™Š๐™‚.
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Y-you hadnโ€™t called yourself that in a while. But that self-deprecating thought only served to anger you more. Astraeus has moved out of the way by now, waiting; watching. They do not wish to get involved, and risk injury.
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Youโ€™re a monster when pushed too far. Youโ€™re a monster even when youโ€™re not. Your lips curl up, revealing those flashing, blood-stained fangs.
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Heart pounding. You feel trapped, but thereโ€™s no where to go. No one to turn to.
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No turning back the hands of time; the minute hand ticks, the hour hand tocks; itโ€™s as if you can see that little timer counting down. Four days. Four days until you rest your fate in the claws of an organization that would probably love nothing more than to study you.
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Youโ€™re a genetical anomaly. A scientific ๐˜ฎ๐˜ข๐˜ด๐˜ต๐˜ฆ๐˜ณ๐˜ฑ๐˜ช๐˜ฆ๐˜ค๐˜ฆ, thatโ€™s what Colress had told you. Thatโ€™s what had been said over and over. By other versions of yourself, wasnโ€™t it? It hurt to hear.
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You werenโ€™t a masterpiece. You didnโ€™t even want to be an anomaly.
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Tw // Violence mention .

Seafoam hues bore into the wall, and angry tears stream down your cheeks. You want to bite, crush, kill. Something to distract yourself, something to make yourself feel better.
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Make yourself feel better and prove that you donโ€™t deserve the โ€˜giftsโ€™, the life youโ€™ve been given? Are you really willing to risk that?
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Something in your heart, your soul, screams at you to wait. To stop this.
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YOUโ€™VE SEEN THE SIGNS. YOUโ€™VE SEEN THEM IN THE STARS, THE MOON, THE WOMANโ€”
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YET STILL YOU SIT HERE.
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๐˜๐Ž๐” ๐‹๐„๐“ ๐“๐‡๐„ ๐“๐ˆ๐Œ๐„๐‘ ๐“๐ˆ๐‚๐Š ๐ƒ๐Ž๐–๐.
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You beg for it to stop. You can see the hearts of everyone, their intentions. Are they pure, are they monstrous? Rotting, decayed, behind soft, appeasing smiles?

Rainbows to the deepest blacks.
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Yours would be a deep black, youโ€™re sure. Because itโ€™s not about the power, itโ€™s about the person.

Youโ€™ve seen her. Astraeus saw her. They relayed the information to you.
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That woman is up to something, and you know itโ€™s not good. ๐˜Œ๐˜ท๐˜ฆ๐˜ณ๐˜บ๐˜ต๐˜ฉ๐˜ช๐˜ฏ๐˜จ ๐˜ฉ๐˜ข๐˜ด ๐˜ข ๐˜ฑ๐˜ณ๐˜ช๐˜ค๐˜ฆ๐˜ต๐˜ข๐˜จ, ๐˜ช๐˜ฏ๐˜ค๐˜ญ๐˜ถ๐˜ฅ๐˜ช๐˜ฏ๐˜จ ๐˜บ๐˜ฐ๐˜ถ๐˜ณ ๐˜ญ๐˜ช๐˜ง๐˜ฆ.
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Including your safety.
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You wouldnโ€™t have a lot of chances to prevent bad things from happening. You wished Venus wouldnโ€™t go with you. You wished sheโ€™d stay, be safe. You can do this alone. You SHOULD do this alone.
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Yet she comes with you. Sheโ€™s yours, and youโ€™re hers. Thatโ€™s how itโ€™s always been, hasnโ€™t it?
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And not even a kind-eyed, devil woman from Hoenn can prevent that.

Not her organization, not their distrustful words, not her tainted heartโ€ฆ
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๐“๐ก๐ž ๐œ๐ฅ๐จ๐œ๐ค ๐ญ๐ข๐œ๐ค๐ฌ ๐Ÿ๐จ๐ซ๐ฐ๐š๐ซ๐, ๐š๐ง๐ ๐ญ๐ก๐ž ๐Ÿ๐จ๐ฑ ๐ฅ๐ž๐š๐ฏ๐ž๐ฌ ๐ข๐ญ๐ฌ ๐๐ž๐ง.
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